Apologies, first and foremost. The work has not been the kindest to this lazy fatso and I just didn’t have the time to talk about what had happened after the crazy first night. And this one is going to be… 😅😅😅
To recap what had happened…
1. Met a drunk woman who just got out of a long term relationship, and did nothing that night
2. Ended up messaging her then went on a date
3. Fucked more times in one night than I had in over 2 years
4. Along the way, had a very intimate moment, especially for two virtual strangers
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As I looked at her, still very half awake, half asleep, mesmerized by her beauty, she offered me a drink, that wasn’t a coffee, a tea. Although I am not much of a tea drinker, the tea she prepared for me was much better than I thought it was. The tea was one of those fruit infused teas, peach flavoured one, and we drank our drinks with little dialogues.
As we drank, with just random fillers of talk, she thanked me for being there, when she felt the loneliest, which, I was more than happy to, considering that she was just drop dead gorgeous and she was genuinely a cool person to be around. And me, ever so poet, said to her “so, I was palatable even without the booze?”, which she frowned and said “you need to stop that. You shouldn’t be so critical of yourself.”. And this started a whole discussion over the self image and self love, two things I have never been good at dealing with. She has told me how she also suffers from such issue, but she doesn’t say it out loud and try her best to not to let that affect her, which, I thought was an admirable quality, especially in this society we live in. And as we talked more and more about it, we would delve into some of our past experiences and all the things which neither she nor I would have talked about in a regular situation.
The most interesting thing about this 24 hour period, looking back at it was, despite the animalistic, lustful fucking we had, there was something that was more than just the fucking. We were able to hold a conversation and made it feel organic and natural, something I cherish and value deeply, and how honest we were toward one another.
And as we continued our conversation, she asked me if I had a day off. WELL… I told her the conversation I had with my boss before, and the look on her face, still cracks me up. The sheer horrified look on her face. She genuinely looked at me like she just saw a ghost. She was apologizing endlessly for keeping me with her, and she was so concerned for my already fleeing, dead end career, it was somewhat funny and sweet also. I told her that it is fine, and quite frankly, if they fired me, I could have also gone to work for their competitor, which is true, as I had, and still have, offers from my old manager who now works for the competitor. However, that’s not the important part, and let me go back to the story.
And long after we finished the drinks, and the conversations that ranged anywhere from philosophical to silly jokes, she sat next to me, leaning against me, and told me point blank “I don’t do fuck buddy. I don’t sleep around with any guys.” And my only response to her was “me neither.”. Not trying to say anything negative about the idea of casual sex, but i always preferred something more than sex, and maybe I never found the casual partner who I can develop more than just the physical attractions. And you know what she said, after I said that? “Oh, little disappointing. It would be hot to see you fuck other guys.” All I did was gave her this face, 😒, got up, and told her “okay, thanks. Bye!”
After that, both she and I started to laugh hysterically, and after laughing like a couple of lunatics, she said that she hasn’t laughed like this for years. It’s been so long that she couldn’t even remember when it was the last time. And once both she and I stopped laughing, she looked at me, seductively, and asked whether she gets to have me all for herself now that I don’t have any work. And for once, I picked up the sign and kissed her without saying anything.
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I may have spent plenty of time kissing her previous night, but I still couldn’t get enough of her. She tasted sweet, soft and perfect. And as I stood over her, while she still sat on a chair, I stood her up, wrapped my arms around her waist, while not breaking the kiss. And just like the precious night, I started to spank her cute, adorable ass, which was slightly bruised from last night. Maybe it was the bruises, but she was even more sensitive, and as I spanked her, the way she moaned into my mouth, it was beautiful, sensual, primal and sexy.
Then, I broke off of the kiss, looked right into her beautiful eyes that she opened just as I broke off of the kiss, and asked her, what could only be considered as a corny ass rhetorical question, and that was “I get to do whatever I want to do, don’t I?”
Guys, really, I will hunt you down and kick you in the balls if any of you ever say any of the corny ass things I’ve said over the years. You, saying that, is essentially the same as you choosing to be with your left and for the rest of your life. Stop it.
And she gave me her cheeky smile and said “yes, daddy.” Without taking a break, I pulled by her hair and essentially dragged her to her couch, where I pushed her to bend over on the couch, and I dove my face into her pussy.
I have talked about this multiple times already, but her pussy was just the perfection. It was sweet, tight, soft, just the divine gift. And what I loved the most about her pussy was just how sensitive she was. As I buried my face in her pussy, eating her from behind, I had my left hand keep spanking her ass, while rubbing her clit with my right thumb. And as i spanked her, her entire busy would tighten, and seeing her body reacting to my spanking only gave me more energy and desire to continue spanking her. And as i was hypnotized by her magnificent pussy, she would moan louder and louder until she screamed out loud a high pitch voice, and her entire body convulsed, violently. And I’ll not lie. Seeing her having such convulsion turned me on like crazy, and I just needed to taste more of her.
As she was laying there, her legs completely given out, I buried my cock inside of her, and didn’t give her any break, as I wanted, no, actually needed, to see her convulse again. I realized that it was the first time I had seen her having such intense orgasm, a part of me felt bad how i was unable to give her an orgasm the previous night, and I wanted to make sure I gave her more orgasms to make up for my shortcoming, pun intended.
And as I am fucking her from behind, she would say things, but I am not gonna lie, I didn’t really recognize any of them, because I was, almost literally, hypnotized by her pussy, and I didn’t hear anything, other than a few unrecognizable words, that, embarrassingly admit, I don’t remember, and instinctively (will be explained later), I told her sternly “BARK, BITCH! BARK!” and all I could think of, looking back at it, was just what she must have thought of me, she must have thought that I was into some sort of beastiality stuff (I am not. Please don’t question me on that). Instead, without breaking a beat, she quietly barked “… woof… woof…” and hearing her barking just for me, got me so turned on, I could have shoved my cock into the wall, and I yelled at her even louder, almost screamed, saying “LOUDER, BITCH! LOUDER!!!” and she barked louder, much louder.
And as I was screaming at her to bark, and she was barking, loudly, I knew I was about to cum. I couldn’t last much longer. And just before I was about to, she had this insane convulsion, while my cock was still inside of her, and feeling her entire body trembling, on my cock pushed me off the edge and I came heavily. And without exaggerating, I must had spaced out for a few seconds, possibly even more, and just collaped on top of her. Despite the sex being incredible the previous night, this was even crazier than any of the previous experiences and all I could do was to breathe heavily and panting like a fat man who just ran up a stairs
Mind you, I’m still laying on top of her, panting, when she cheerily said “I didn’t know you like to fuck dogs.”, and I told her back “no, only bitches.” and then, she had the most brilliant response I could have ever asked for.
“WOOF!”
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This seems more like what our initial sex was like, and surprisingly, especially for me, this was not the end of it for us. And I can confidently say that she was by far the greatest sexual partner I have ever been with, and she has the personality and character traits that I am drawn to, even without the sex.
If you would like me to continue, please let me know. And also, please feel free to give me a feedback on the structure and the overall story.
Just to clarify, the barking thing actually came from a friend, when I went to a party with a group of friends. My friend ended up sleeping with this girl, while at the party, and as he was doing the deed, he yelled out loud “BARK, BITCH! BARK!” and started to go absolutely crazy on this girl. And yes, he’s a bit of exhibitionist. He had no reservation about others seeing him fucking. And hey, when you got a dick bigger than most women’s forearm, what can you do, other than splashing your big dick energy?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/viudl8/how_i_became_a_rebound_pt_4_mf